Could she possibly be raped twice in one day by different men? She did not want to find out. Shaking her head she stepped away from the protection of the umbrella and felt the cold rain fall against her skin once again. The wind made the rain go in all directions and the umbrella suddenly flipped, the metal bending at the edges, he let the umbrella go and the strong winds carried it to the skies. The rain rapidly started to gather up on him, he took off a headphone as he opened his mouth to say something, but she turned away. She didn’t want him to manipulate her like he had. She couldn’t resist looking at him though; she felt comfort in his eyes, safe. He held the safety when he stared into her blue vibrant eyes.